Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 725 The final chapter of the return of the gods 14
A man in a crescent white robe stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back. The white clouds covered the mountains, and he couldn't see anything when he looked down the mountain.

Xiao Jue looked at his cold back, and a firm thought rose in her heart.

He is looking at her.

He handed over the old nest that he had lived in for hundreds of years to others, and sneaked to the mountains to hide himself, so that the girls would not find out.

Xiao Jue glanced at his back secretly, and couldn't help asking.

"Master, since you care about Miss Shen, why don't you let her know?"

As the number one expert in the Sky Continent and the master of the temple, he really couldn't think of anyone worthy of being treated with such care.

The man stood on the top of the cliff, his white robe was blown by the mountain wind, his eyelashes were not as black as ordinary people, and with glazed pupils, his figure shone with a faint light, and his whole body was about to blend into the landscape.

"The time has not come."

After waiting for 3000 years, why not wait a few more years?

At least this time, it was no longer a long road in the wilderness with no end in sight, she came back.

Xiao Jue seemed to understand but didn't understand, although he had doubts in his heart, he didn't dare to ask any more, the sentence just now was already out of line.

The man withdrew his gaze from halfway up the mountain:

"There's no cooked food on the mountain, let Wan Chaolin bring her something to eat."

Xiao Jue: "...Yes."

People who are all bigu, what else do they eat?
He didn't dare to say this slander, so he sent a sound transmission stone to Wan Chaolin.

……

Quan Jiu was surprised when he received a large box full of dishes.

"so much?"

Even if she becomes a fairy, she doesn't like bigu. Isn't the hot food delicious?
Wan Chaolin had a kind face on his face: "Qingxiu is too hard, I am worried that you are not used to it, so I asked someone to buy some food from Jingdu Restaurant."

Thanks to her, this is the first time he has entered the back mountain. The people of the hall master called him to deliver the food himself, and he was not allowed to tell the truth.

Quan Jiu only felt that Wan Chaolin's kindness was too much, and he only thought that he was trying to curry favor with her, a saint who had just been taken care of by the lord of the palace.

"Thank you Master, I can't finish eating alone, please sit down and eat together."

Naturally Wan Chaolin didn't dare: "No, I won't disturb your cultivation as a teacher."

He went down the mountain quickly, came and went quickly, really to deliver food.

For the next half a month, Wan Chaolin would bring her food every day, and if he couldn't get away with something, he would ask his own disciple to bring it over.

Under the nourishment of the spiritual spring, Quan Jiu has cultivated thousands of miles in a day, his skin is as white as jade, and his skin is rosy. By the way, he has more flesh around his waist, and his whole body looks a lot of spiritual energy.

If it wasn't for the "Heroes Banquet" that would be held soon, she wouldn't even want to move. She could live on the mountainside for a year, and then go out after she reached the Mahayana stage of cultivation.

"Luan'er, Qiuyun Villa is in front of you."

Wan Chaolin's voice brought Quan Jiu back to reality.

Quan Jiu poked his head out of the carriage, and saw the mountain villa not far away at a glance. Qiuyun Villa was surrounded by mountains on three sides and faced water on one side. They needed a ferry to enter the villa.

Setting the location here is also to prevent sneak attacks by people from the demon world.

After getting off the boat, servants dressed as servants came to lead the boat.

"Elder Wan." The doorman saluted respectfully, "The wing room is ready, and all the heads are in the front hall."

After handing over the luggage to the porter, Wan Chaolin led Quan Jiu into the front hall, walked straight to the main seat and sat down, he pointed to the seat next to him.

"Luan'er, sit here."

Quan Jiu looked around, besides Wan Chaolin and her, there were seven people around, five men and two women, all older than her.

Older age means seniority, as expected, after she took that seat, the middle-aged man opposite her frowned slightly, as if dissatisfied.

Wan Chao Lin Quan should not have seen this scene:
"Since everyone is here, I'll get straight to the business. Everyone must have heard about the Black Wind Valley. In just one month, the seal of the Black Wind Valley has fluctuated three times.

One time, the seal even came loose, if it wasn’t for me and the other elders of the temple who just happened to sense the loosening of the seal, I’m afraid the monster would have come out by now…”

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of the seven people present changed drastically, even the man who was dissatisfied with Quan Jiu at first changed to a serious face.

"Elder Wan, why didn't you tell everyone about such a serious matter earlier?"

In his letter to them, Wan Chaolin only said that the seal had changed, but he didn't tell them that the monster was about to break out.

Wan Chaolin had expected it a long time ago, raised his eyelids, and glanced at him lightly:
"I tell you, can you do it?"

The man's throat choked: "...At least he won't be as passive as he is now."

"What Sect Master Qingyun said is also reasonable. The sooner you know, the sooner you prepare."

The woman sitting next to him, who seemed to be in her early thirties, followed suit.

The head of the Qingyun Sect was devastated: "Elder Wan is looking for us now, did he come up with a solution?"

Wan Chaolin shook his head under everyone's expectant eyes:

"I have discussed with several elders of the temple. The monster is more and more awake, and the number of times of impacting the seal is becoming more and more frequent. I am afraid that in a few hundred years, this Black Wind Valley will not be able to hold him at all."

The suzerain of the Xuannv faction is the woman who spoke for Qingyun just now, and her face is not good at the moment:
"According to Elder Wan, this monster must be born?"

Wan Chaolin: "That's right."

"Brother Wan, absolutely not!"

The owner of Qiuyun Villa is the oldest and has the right to speak.

"How much did our ancestors pay to seal this monster? For more than 3000 years, I, Qiuyun Villa, have not dared to relax for a moment. It has been passed down from generation to generation, just to suppress this monster. I, Qiu Heyun, as the seventh generation defender, If a monster breaks the seal under my hands, causing harm to the people of the world and endangering the well-being of the people, even if I die ten thousand times, I will not be able to apologize to my ancestors."

Even if he died, he would suppress this seal.

The suzerain of the Xuannv faction pondered for a moment, without changing his face, he said:
"I agree with Master Qiu's statement, to die in battle."

Before Wan Chaolin could speak, another man in red did speak. He looked monstrous and had a suave face. He looked at the suzerain of the Xuannv faction.

"Good sister, my brother thinks that there is no need to go this far unless it is absolutely necessary."

Everyone present knew that the fifth generation head of the Xuannv faction, that is, Xuanyin's grandmother, died precisely because she died in battle.

In addition to the eight forces including the temple, for more than 3000 years, seven generations have been passed down, and the defenders of the seven generations all exist to protect the formation.

The monstrous man knocked on the table and looked at Wan Chaolin:
"Let's listen to what Elder Wan has to say."

Wan Chaolin looked serious: "The energy of the seal is weaker with each generation, and it will be broken sooner or later."

(End of this chapter)